Bon Mots II

“The bloom in life is worth the few thorns along the way.” Kerri Rochelle

A rainbow is draped across the roof of the sky. Willowdown

the soul doesn’t abandon us; we wander from the purity of simple vision Rich Roach

although the roadmaps are plentiful reliable signposts are scarce… Willowdown

As children look up, we must always kneel down. They are the eyes and ears and the knowledge of the future, not to mention our pension providers. Douglas (bongler)

Poets sing the songs of rivers and they sing the songs of stones; Willowdown

“living in the gratitude that is “happiness doubled by wonder” Brian (meadowglenfarm)

“Okra was not intended to be eaten, it is just a practical joke that got outta hand.” zJared

… there is a pulse within Winter, a sense of flight and imaginative sensation. Gwendrina

In the hour of absent Emperors even a common purveyor of mushrooms may be mistaken for one of the Primordial Ones. Willowdown

free flight of fancy, it’s the only way to travel bongler (Douglas)

In stillness we find our brightest reflections of great light. Jantanleo

Of all the creature’s that He’s blessed I think He likes His songbirds best: Willowdown

“In winter, … every branch is a bare hand Reaching out to a limitless sky” Brian Lowry

The soul bares itself like the landscape and seeks more of the light, exhales its fear and remembers the vulnerability of being human. Gwendrina

“man-made does not stand a chance at outdoing God-made” trinimade

“The art of living, finding wildflowers while we wait.” smzang

The night allows us to dream of the possibilities of tomorrow. Trinimade

Even infinity can be claustrophobic at times! Willowdown

“Before the night is done I will travel far on faith alone.” smzang

“We are too small to see the vastness of things.” Willowdown

The water is the ultimate place… free of the weight of land, clear of the sullied wind …and nearer to God than any place imaginable. (The dolphins figured this out eons ago… that’s why they returned!) Gene Dixon

“Where there is peace, there is a chance to find more” Jantanleo

He never knew he was influential, humble men never do. Dee 827

The clock was a mere invention of man, but dust, it is the true timekeeperSam Klingensmith

even with broken wings –
oh, how the wounded one sings. Jantanleo

With new moons on an old rock Mark Steven Scheffer

a crane shares her name
but she retains her own
aquatic bloom.
Wendy Howe

“Options, to celebrate or grieve.
Tomorrow I will buy a puple hat!
I always thought that
I would be the first to leave.”
Dee827

She never stays long in one place
She’s found no space
where she can leave all her tears.
Dee827

I seem to forget everything after the fifth Guinness!
Macoushla

Life is a journey. The question is, to where? Poetry is, among other things, and for some, an attempt to mediate between the beginning and the end.
Mark Steven Scheffer

I must say (unhumbly) that it proves what I discerned when I decided to stay here: this is individually and collectively the most intelligent and poetically sensitive as well as creative family i’ve ever encountered. Mattachak

Speaking for myself the pain does not vanish or even get smaller. I have learned that it is up to me to transmute it into joy. Mattachak

i remember catching a frog
July 3rd, l939
just before the fireflies
sang joy to the world
Wintersong

Profundity resides in simplicity.
Wintersong

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